When I was well, the Greeks advised me to go to Salonkia where I might have a chance of escaping from the country. I took their advice. As I was dressed in civilian clothes, I walked along the road just as I would do in Australia. I passed many Germans on the way and they never even looked at me. The Greek who was with me took me to a house in Salonica where we were cared for for 10 days by a Greek woman and her two daughters.
In broad daylight I walked the streets of Salonica, brushing shoulders with many a Hun. The first thing I noticed was a scarcity of bread. All shops were practically bare owing to the Germans having looted the goods.
Five of us set out along the Stavro Road. After five days of travel over road and mountain we reached a small village. A Greek priest we met asked us if we could row. The priest came with us in his own boat and we made five attempts to row to Imbros. Rough weather forced us back each time but we made it on the sixth attempt arriving on September 8th. (Source: 1C)
